If you would not perish with the rest, decide! And quickly! For what you have seen are but the forerunners, what you have heard are but the gentle whispers that predict the gale.

Do not parley too long; so long that even I may no longer save you." "I would rather die!" Mademoiselle moaned, her face covered.

"I would rather die!" "And see him die ?" he answered quietly.

"And see these die?
Think, think, child!" "You will not do it!" she gasped.

She shook from head to foot.
"I shall do nothing," he answered firmly.